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Only Caroline understood the real reason Alaina had so graciously offered to make the bed–she was setting a trap, waiting for her to walk straight into it.
“Thanks, Alaina. I think I’ll get some sleep now,” Caroline said softly, the urned and headed to the bedroom.
What came next would depend on how they made their move.
Once Caroline disappeared down the hallway, Alaina finally dared to whisper to Jamie, “Are you full? If not, hurry up and cat. In about 20 minutes, go to her room.”
Helen raised her brows with a mischievous grin. “Uncle Jamie, we’re counting on you to make it happen.
Jamie smirked. Just thinking about finally becoming Caroline’s husband–in name and reality–made his heart race.
He poured himself another glass of wine and began drinking.
One glass became two, then three.
In just ten minutes, he was already tipsy, rambling nonsense.
“Who would’ve thought? I’m going to marry a young, gorgeous wife? What a blessing!”
His voice was so loud, Alaina instinctively glanced toward Caroline’s room, worried he’d wake her up.
When she didn’t hear anything from inside, she scowled and hissed at Jamie, “Keep your voice down! If you wake her up now, you’ll be single for the rest of your life!”
Helen, however, wasn’t concerned at all. She grinned, “Relax, Mom. Caroline won’t wake up. If she did that easily, then the sleeping pills wouldn’t be worth much, would they?”
She tapped her phone and checked the time.
It had already been over 20 minutes since Caroline entered the room–she should be deeply asleep by now.
Helen turned to Jamie and urged, “You can go now. Caroline’s waiting for you.”
Jamie’s face had turned beet red, and he swayed on his feet. Slurring his words, he asked, “W–what did you just say?”
Helen wrinkled her nose at the strong stench of alcohol on his breath. “I said your wife is in the bedr waiting for you! What are you standing here for?”
That got through to Jamie. He nodded eagerly, stood up, and stumbled toward Caroline’s room.
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As soon as he disappeared behind the door, Alaina got up from her seat. “Helen, you take care of the rest. I’m heading out.”
Helen was stunned. “Where are you going?”
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you’ll bring Dad and the uncles over.”
Alaina nodded. “Good. Make sure you take plenty. And make them clear.”
With those scandalous photos, she’d finally have leverage over Caroline.
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She could force her to stay quiet about Helen’s video and even make her come back and cook again.
Just imagining Caroline obediently doing chores for her filled Alaina with glee. She walked out of the house with light steps.
What she didn’t know was that Caroline was never in her room at all–she’d been hiding in the bathroom near the dining room, cavesdropping.
Hearing their whole plan sent a chill down her spine.
So Alaina didn’t just want her to marry Jamie–she was planning to blackmail her, too.
Then came the sound of approaching footsteps. It had to be Helen.
Caroline quickly slipped into the storage room next to the bathroom, pressing her ear against the door, listening.
Two minutes passed. Silence. She carefully cracked the door open just a sliver, squinting through the narrow gap.
She couldn’t see much–just a limited view of the hallway.
Then came a soft knock and Helen’s voice, barely above a whisper, “Uncle … Uncle …”
Inside the bedroom, Jamie was stumbling around, calling out, “Honey? Where’d you go, sweetheart?”
Helen had only intended to check if Jamie and Caroline had already started something. But all she heard was Jamie repeating that same line.
Caroline wasn’t in her bed?
Panic crept into Helen’s chest. She grabbed the doorknob and flung the door open.
The bed was empty. The whole room was empty. No sign of Caroline. Her face went blank with confusion.
She had seen Caroline drink the sleeping pills with her own eyes. By now, she should’ve been sound asleep.
What’s going on?
What went wrong?
Helen stood frozen at the door, trying to piece it together.
She didn’t notice Jamie crawling out from under the bed, where he had been searching for Caroline. His blurry eyes locked onto her.
Jamie staggered to his feet and stumbled toward Helen. His gaze was glazed over. “Honey … there you are.
I’ve been looking everywhere for you”
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Helen’s face went pale with shock. She screamed, “Jamie! You’ve got the wrong person–I’m not Caroline! Mmph-”
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